We'll Meet Again

Annalouie leaves my lips and kisses me down my jaw and chest, sucks my two ni*ples simultaneously before going south to my tightening gut. He plays with my navel first but doesn't linger because he seeks my hard c*ck with obvious excitement. He takes me into his mouth and sucks hard.

"Hmm..." I moan, eyes shut tight in pleasure while clutching him by the hair. "How did you learn to do this, Annalouie?" I ask although a little nervous for his answer.

“Just came naturally." He answers in between sucks of my c*ck.

“No kidding?" I snap my eyes open and look at him between my thighs. "No lies."

“I didn't f*ck another man, if that's what you're trying to ask."

“Ah, hmmm...” I groan when he swallows me down his throat. "I still can't believe I'm the only c*ck you sucked. You're so good at this."

“I just went by instinct. While I $uck your d*ck, I'm thinking about my own c*ck. Where I want to be touched, how I want it to feel. How hard I want to be gripped. I just do what I want to be done to me."

"I'll keep that in mind. I want to taste you, too." I lick my lips and stare hard at his green eyes. "And you're gonna fu*ck my mouth."

"Hmm..." Annalouie returns to sucking my c*ck in earnest, closing his eyes in reverence.

The long passionate kiss and the pent up lu$t has me rushing to the edge in no time at all.

"Ah, ah! Annalouie! Oh, $hit! Oh, f*ck!" I gasp and pant, coming into Annalouie's mouth.

He spreads my thighs, spits my ji*z into my as$, making my c*ck springing back to stiffness at the eroti¢ sight. Annalouie smears my ¢um in and around my puckered hole, loosening me up with a finger. Two fingers and three. He massages my insides and hits a place which has me groaning in ecsta$y.

My cock's rearing to come once again while Annalouie enters my body. We're both frantic. His thrusting hips move wildly, deeply. Grabbing my di¢k, he rubs me up and down, catching up the pace of his pounding rhythm. It's fast. Desperate. Annalouie fu¢ks me in wild abandonment.

"Axel! Axel! I love you!" Annalouie punctuates his every word with deep thrusts before coming into a sudden halt, eja¢ulating inside me in abundance.

Breathless and sweating, he slumps down, resting on top of me once again. I catch his hand that's still rubbing me unconsciously, too sensitive to take anymore. I'm too sticky and I also soiled my pants and underwear earlier. Sh*t! This isn't my house anymore where I can have a change of clothes.

As if reading my thoughts, Annalouie gets up and walks to his closet, pulls a sweat pants before tossing it to me. I sit up but Annalouie pulls me up to my feet before ushering me into his connecting bath. He starts the shower and helps me clean up. Although afterwards, he bends me over and fu¢ks me once again.

“Jesus, Annalouie! Hmm, ah! Ah, ah!" I turn over my shoulder, seeking for his lips and he gives it to me immediately. "I love you." I say into his mouth.

"I love you." He bites my lip and thrusts his tongue into me just as his co¢k pumps a few more until I feel him filling me up while I paint the tiled wall with my own ¢um. "I love you so much." He kisses me deeply before pulling out.

We wash up once again, dry ourselves up before changing into fresh clothes. Annalouie offers me his hand and I take it into mine, gripping it tight and not wanting to let go. Silent, we both leave the room and get down the living room only to halt seeing our parents coming in through the front door.

"Axel?" Surprised, mom quickly snatches her hand from dad. "W-what are you doing here?"

"How about you, what are you doing here?" Annlouie asks back rather impolitely.

"Annalouie!" Dad calls out, looking upset at his son's rude tone. "You know what, let's tell the children Kylie. I'm tired of hiding this anyway."

"What do you mean?" I ask, heart beating in suspense.

"We're getting back together." Dad answers before shaking his head. "No, that's not right. We didn't actually break up even after the divorce. But we're going to get married again."

"No!" Annalouie's voice booms around the large living room, shocking the people present while he gazes at my mother. "I'm sorry. You already had your chance and you wasted it. I can't let you come back in the family as my father's wife again."

“Oh, Annalouie!” Mom shuts her eyes tight and sobs into her hands.

“Annalouie, what are you talking about?" Dad chastises Annalouie, disappointment washing his solemn face. "We only divorced because you two kept fighting! We thought that if we separate, then you wouldn't clash anymore."

"That's good." Annalouie nods. "You divorced because of us. You gave us the chance so now we're taking it." He snatches my hand, entwines our fingers together before placing it to his heart. "We are getting married."

"What?" I, mom and dad exclaims in unison. "Wait..." I say but Annalouie beats me to it.

"We were forced to be brothers when we're attracted to each other. We can't do anything about it that's why we keep fighting to deny ourselves of our feelings."

"But Axel is married!" Dad says, eyes wide in disbelief.

"He's going to divorce her." He turns to mom and inclines his head a little. "I'm sorry. If you want to become my mother, allow me to marry your son. It will be the greatest happiness I'd ever receive in my entire life."

"O-of course!" Mom answers, eyes streaming with happiness and resignation.

"Kylie..."

"No, Louise. Let's give the children their happiness this time."

"Thank you." Annalouie bows his head before turning to me, kisses me deeply on the lips before pulling me out of the house.

"I... I'm sorry, mom." I hurriedly say as I pass by her side while Annalouie rushes us out and into his waiting car. "Where are we going?"

"To your condo. We're going to tell your wife that I'm your mistress and that you're going to divorce her."

I chuckle and shake my head. Perhaps, if he meets Jessie, Annalouie might change his mind. I can't just drop Jessie like this just because I had my fairytale ending. My poor friend. She's been with me all those miserable years of endless crying after all.

"You didn't have sex with her, did you?"

"Hey, she's my wife after all!"

Annalouie is silent. When I glance at him, I'm taken aback at his murderous face. I sigh, placing a hand over his clenching fist around the steering wheel.

"Relax. I never had sex in so long, I might've become a monk. You made sure to ruin me, didnt you?”

“What do I know? You were a manwh*re! While I only have Alexa as my girlfriend this entire time you broke my heart."

"Hey, are you going to dig up my past wrongdoings whenever I make mistakes? I don't like that kind of relationship."

"I won't." Annalouie seems to panic, taking my hand and gripping it tight before kissing my knuckles. "I'm sorry. I'm a terrible jealous guy. Just a heads up."

"No, that's not gonna work, Annalouie. You gonna have to trust me, alright? I've never said I love you to anyone but you. Even I stopped telling my mom that after I reached five. If I say I love you, it means I'm all in. Trust, fidelity and honesty. You gonna have to give me that as well. We gonna have to make it work, ok?”

"Yes."

To my surprise, Annalouie suddenly pulls up to the ditch and unbuckles his seatbelt before grabbing me to his chest and sobs. Good thing it's already late in the night, there's not much traffic in the streets.

"Hey..."

"I love you so much, Axel. This feels surreal. I'm just so happy. Please don't leave me, ok?"

"Why the hell would I ever leave you?" I chuckle and hug him back just as tight. "You better not throw a tantrum and push me away!"

"I won't! I won't anymore. I only did it because you left me and got married. I was angry and scared. My mom...” He stops, body flinching as if surprised by his own words.

"What is it?" I unbuckle my seatbelt, push him away before climbing into his lap. "Do you want to talk about your mom?"

"Mom had an affair because dad was so busy. He never had time with us, especially because mom only stayed at home. She's a socialite and knew nothing but to spend money. She got bored and found herself a lover."

I lean in and kiss Annalouie's tears before resting my head on his shoulder. "The painting, was it?"

"Yeah. I kept witnessing them doing it whenever dad had to work overseas. My mom told me not to tell anyone what I saw. Although they're so loud at banging the walls I doubt if the servants didn't hear it. It's what kept me awake at night. Until that night happened. My mom told me to hide before the man killed her."

I tighten my hold around Annalouie, scared for the little boy who was alone to defend himself. Now I understand his fear of being left alone. His mistrust to relationship and fear of broken marriage. But who doesn't fear all these?

"Weren't you supposed to tell your dad what happened? All the good boys do it."

"All the good boys keep their promise to their mom and I promised her I won't tell a soul. Thats why I never speak. At all.”

“You spoke to me though." I remind him. "At the church, you told me your name and even followed me around like a puppy."

"Because I was captivated by your smile although you never showed me it again. I got curious at the two holes on your cheeks. I thought it's some kind of illness."

"They're dimples, Annalouie!”

"I didn't know what's it called that time. I just called it holes." He kisses my forehead and hugs me tight.

"Annalouie." I cup his face and kiss him on the lips. "You gonna have to tell me everything that troubles you alright? Do you know that I go batsh*t crazy whenever you suddenly go ballistic before? I won't understand how you feel if you won't tell me what upsets you."

"Ok." He nods like a meek child.

"By the way, has the culprit been captured?"

Annalouie stiffens a little but I hug him tight as if comforting a child and he eventually relaxes. "That day when you visited me in the hospital, I was attacked by him. He had been looking for opportunity to take me down. I'm the witness to his crime after all. But he didn't know that I never even remember his face. I may have a pictographic memory but that time was dark and my scared self couldn't comprehend everything what's happening.”

"So what happened to him? Where is he now?"

"Dead."

"Oh..."

I want to ask how but I'm afraid I can't handle one more horrible story. So Annalouie is safe now. I'm glad. That's all that matters. I glance at the clock at his dashboard before looking back at Annalouie.

"Hey, one more year. That's all I ask of you. Please understand."

"I understand." He nods solemnly to my surprise before cupping my face. "But promise me you won't touch her or anyone else."

"Of course I won't!"

"Don't even mast*rbate."

"What?"

"I won't touch Alexa either. I want us to have explosive sex once we meet again. Because after tonight, we won't meet again until next year when you're already divorced."

"Oh, my God! This is torture!"

"No, this is delayed gratification. Besides, you want me to wait, you're going to have to wait as well."

"Hmm..." I groan, thumping our foreheads together, take a deep breath before nodding. "Alright. Next year. We'll meet again." I kiss him on the lips, sealing our agreement. "I love you."

"I love you."

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